You confused my we for us. I was referring to my mother, the work we are doing to repair our relationship, together.
I’m trying to be respectful, but it's times like this that I would be willing to submit to state surveillance, towards a recording we could click on later, together, because you keep mishearing me, hearing what you want to hear.
Who or what has your activist so sharpened, poking wildly at the world? I mean it -- your rage is neither theory nor practice, but a lack of self-discipline.
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